Crash

4:40 alarm ,petal out of garage a few after 5:00, across the city before 6, meet buddy and ride into work by 7:10, busy morning, busy kids needy kids, busy afternoon, BIG WIND– Big push, big dinner out with friends, 9:00 hit the couch, CRASH, sleep, sink, 9:07 request, 9:07:30 request, 9:07:56 car away, kids to bed, write the blog.

Back in the Saddle

Bag is packed, podcasts loaded, alarm set, lady loaner in the garage. It’s ganna be a great day!

Night Ride

There is a great stretch of path that was just repaved from the Theo Wirth Park Way to down town. The ride is super smooth and relatively flat making it a nice speedy commute. However there are no lights and when the sun is down the expanse of the valley and the foliage that rises like walls of a canyon on either side make for very dark conditions. 

I’m glad to have had my beautiful riding companion with me tonight as the extreme urban darkness was already eerie but being alone would have been downright scary. For one thing, not all headlights are created equal and on this leg of the journey a source to illuminate the path is a must.  Later we were passed by a regular night rider with an awesome headlight that rivaled those of the oncoming car lights that saturated our already super dilated eyes.

The rider lit up our path from behind for a few hundred feet as he approached then wished us well on the rest of our journey as he steadily moved passed us soon to crest a rise in the path and never be seen again. This illuminating figure was typical for the rest of the bikes out past dark. Everyone was out with a purpose and everyone cast their well wishes and warm greetings in all directions which lit up the night air as well.